Chapter 322

Looking at the tall building in front of him, Han Feng couldn't help but be stunned. The tall palace-style building stands among the towering ancient trees without blinking at all, but has a sense of harmony. The green bamboo forest and deep paths make the majestic palace more handsome. The layers of eaves covered with tiles are smooth, and the wooden carved windows are covered with thin white paper. The antique atmosphere is hidden in this brick and tile...

There are unknown strange birds in the towering ancient trees, singing in them, but there is no trace of them. A child in a moon-white shirt is standing outside the gate, looking around...

When he saw Fengshen and Han Feng's figure, the child's handsome face showed a trace of joy. When Han Feng and the two approached, the child gently put the dust of his right hand on his left arm and bowed down to salute. Fengshen replied and asked with a smile, "Is it the master who asked you to wait?"

The child laughed. Although he was young, there was also a refined demeanor on his face, which made Han Feng secretly wonder.

"Brother is really calculating. It is the master who asked me to wait for you here. He said that the guests were tired, so he asked Fengge to rest and drink tea first. As soon as he came back, he was tired and had a rest together. See you later in the afternoon..."

Fengshen laughed and said, "Master is really careful, so good." The child gave a salute and then left...

Fengshen said to Han Feng, "Brother, let's go to my Panfeng Pavilion first and let me do the friendship of the landlord." Han Feng found that the hour had arrived at noon, but in this mountain, the green was so deep that people could not feel the heat at all. Although martial arts practitioners are not afraid of hunger, they should also eat on time... Fengshen said, "In this beautiful place, it's good to drink tea and chat. After saying that, he reached out and the guest... Han Feng agreed with a smile...

Entering the door of the double eaves and stacking porch, Han Feng followed Fengshen forward. Green bamboo, flowing water, strange birds and monsters are endlessly. From time to time, handsome children and girls come and go, dressed in simple clothes, but graceful... There are stone carvings, woodcuts, calligraphy and painting inscriptions scattered inside, which is very charming, and each stroke is the echo of art and time...

Walking through the three-story porch, a building with flying eaves and hooks appeared in front of it. The appearance is simple, with three big characters depicted in ancient seal characters: Panfeng Pavilion.

The cyan gate was not painted, but was hit with tung oil thousands of times. Between transparency, you can see the natural and wonderful texture of the logs...

"Brother, how about my brother's house?"

The expression on Fengshen's face can't hide the pride in his heart. Han Feng smiled and said, "Natural carving, ghost axe creation..." Although his words were not much, they contained great praise. Fengshen laughed. Han Feng's words tickled his itch and couldn't help laughing... It turned out that Li Jingtian, the national teacher, built a house for each apprentice, and the architectural style of the house was designed by each apprentice himself. It fully reflects everyone's talents and hobbies...

Entering the room, Han Feng couldn't help marveling at the unique ingenuity of Fengshen. Everything in the interior is antique and full of a strong literary atmosphere. From then on, it can be seen that Fengshen is an erudite and talented person...

A dark yellow pear wood square table is placed in the middle of the Fengshen Pavilion, and several simple back chairs are scattered around. The two guests sat down, and a little boy came up and served fragrant tea...

Han Feng picked it up and saw that the teacup was actually a rare Tianqing porcelain in the Xuanhuang Dynasty. Several green leaves rolled in the light green water mist, and a kind of moisture rose from the heart. The opposite Fengshen has been paying attention to Han Feng's expression and found that he is indeed a person who knows how to drink tea, and he can't help but be happy...

"Brother Han, how's the old brother here?"

Fengshen took a sip of tea and asked with a smile. Han Feng said, "Old brother is really a fairy life, which makes Han Feng envious."

The wind god sighed slightly: "I have always been floating all over the world, walking in the wind and dust, but I rarely come back here. When I came back by chance, I found that there has been such a big change here..."

"The host has never come. Didn't you find that the phoenix bamboo in front of the door is much thicker?" Han Feng turned their heads and found a young girl standing at the door. The girl is about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a beautiful melon seed face, smiling eyes, and a ponytail. There is a breath of flexibility and wisdom...

Han Feng was shocked. When the girl came in, she didn't hear it. Fengshen smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but Cai'er's light skills have improved a lot." Then, he turned to Han Feng and said, "Come on, my brother will introduce you. This is my proud girl Tang Caier. But it's a little naughty..."

The girl named Cai'er said an anger, "Master always talks nonsense. When is Cai'er naughty?" While talking, her petite body had snuggled next to Fengshen and hammered Fengshen's arm with her small fist. Fengshen laughed and said, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Look at Master's mouth, there is no door. Where is my color? She is the most beautiful boy..."

Han Feng couldn't help but smile and could see the harmonious feelings between the other party's master and apprentice.

Fengshen smiled and said, "Cai'er, don't make any trouble, let the guests laugh at my religious is not strict..." Tang Caier just gave up laughing with Fengshen. She turned her head to Han Feng, looked at him for a while, and asked seriously, "Are you Han Feng?"

Han Feng nodded and felt strange. How can the other party know his name? Tang Caier tilted her head and said, "Miss, I can't see your three heads and six arms. What can you do? You are so weak, how can Master praise you for being handsome..."

She spoke directly, just like a knife straight in and straight in. Han Feng was a little embarrassed and said with a wry smile, "Under the reputation, in fact, it is difficult to live up to it. Han Fengfeng naturally can't bear it..."

"Brother?"

Tang Caier frowned on her small face and pouted, "How old are you?" Han Feng knew that the little girl in front of him was a little difficult to mess with and did not dare to neglect her. He laughed and said, "It's fifty-nine days to spend twenty." Fengshen has been looking at his precious apprentice, and his eyebrows are full of smiles. It can be seen that he is usually very spoiled by this clever female apprentice...

"Humph," Tang Caier said coquettishly, "I'm not a few years older than me, but I've become my uncle in terms of generation. Isn't I at a loss?" She pondered a little and suddenly smiled and said, "Well, you fight with me. If you can beat me, I will call you uncle. Otherwise, you will automatically cancel your name or call me sister..." While she spoke, she was not hierarchical, but she spoke righteously, as if Han Feng was wrong.

Han Feng smiled bitterly: "This..." He had a headache and turned his eyes to the wind god beside him. Fengshen was enjoying watching it. Seeing Han Feng looking over, he straightened his face and coughed majestically, "No, nonsense. I didn't see the elders say serious things here. What are you doing here as a child? Go and study your homework..."

Tang Caier pointed to Han Feng and stamped her foot and said, "Master--" Fengshen said, "Go quickly." Tang Caier gently stamped her feet, gave Han Feng a fierce look, and ran out...

Fengshen shook his head and said to Han Feng, "My apprentice has always been spoiled by my brother. Please don't blame me..." Han Feng smiled bitterly and didn't know what to say. Being made trouble by Tang Caier, his refined heart returned to the world...

At this time, a child came to report. The noon had passed, and the national teacher invited the two of them to come over. Fengshen said, "At this time, the master should have been closed. Let's go." Han Feng's nod should be...

The two went out of the Panfeng Pavilion, and a child led the way in front of them. Along the path where Cuizhu snuggled, through the carved low wall, he finally walked to the residence of Li Jingtian, the national master.

The residence of Li Jingtian, a national teacher, is not as brilliant as Han Feng imagined, but very simple. It doesn't look as elegant as the wind god's pavilion. A color of black granite, made of walls. It is simple and solemn, and the only luxurious thing on the porch is a row of pigeon-sized night pearls inlaid on it. There is no suffocence in the tall palace... Han Feng felt a sense of solemnity in his heart. There is even loneliness...

Through three simple wooden doors. The child led the two and finally came to a room. He bowed slightly to the two, and then turned around and walked away. At this moment, Fengshen's face has become serious. He nodded gently to Han Feng.

Fengshen said loudly, "Master, Nie Feng is here." Han Feng couldn't find the usual looseness from the old man's face, and his expression was like a new disciple who had just entered a private school...

There was silence in the room for a long time, and a hoarse and old voice slowly sounded.

"Come in."

Although the other party's voice is not high, it is extremely penetrating and breathtaking, just like an ancient bell of an ancient temple sounding muffled...

Two people walked in. Han Feng felt a very strange feeling around him. Suddenly, I could hear my breathing. A dark smell slowly enters your nose. My mind suddenly emptied... That fragrance is different from the sandalwood fragrance you usually smell. It seems to be more obscure, but more durable. The deep and dark fragrance seems to be surrounded by many stories...

"Black sandalwood." Han Feng was stunned, his heart moved, and a strange name appeared in his mind. For some reason, Han Feng felt that her four dimensions had obviously become extremely active. He read the name from Miscellaneous Ancient Art. It is recorded in the book that ebony has the function of clear mind and desire, is invulnerable to all poisons, and eliminates evils...

A body sits on a black futon and sits quietly against the black stone wall. If he hadn't known the identity of the other party, Han Feng would not even feel the other party's breath...

"The turtle breathes."

There is nothing left in the wide house, and there is a huge black round incense burner on the granite floor in the middle. The two-ear triangle has no other characteristics except large...

The curling dark fragrance from the incense burner spreads into the air and spread to every corner of the room. Han Feng looked closely and saw a hair-thin black iron wire inserted in the incense burner. Han Feng knew in his heart that this was the legendary black sandalwood...

Chapter 323 Guest Lecturer

"Nen Feng was ordered to bring the Han Feng brothers." Fengshen lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully.

"Kid Han Feng see the master of the Xuanhuang Dynasty."

Han Feng bowed down and made a big salute. The other party's identity is extremely respected, which is comparable to his great gift.

The old laughter sounded from the low and slowly rose back. Han Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he turned around to the man in black with a black stone wall. The man in black's face was rosy and white without a single wrinkle. A person is like a person in his thirties. If you stand with Fengshen, you will almost be a brother...

But his words were low and hoarse, almost unbelievable that it would be the same person's voice.

"Ha ha, I surprised the distinguished guests, and I have become an old monster." The man spoke gently and was not as arrogant as Han Feng imagined.

Han Feng relaxed his heart, "The master has been successful in cultivation, and his face has not changed over the years, which is really envied by all practitioners..."

"Ha ha, your mouth is like oil." Li Jingtian, the national teacher, laughed, and a sense of seeing through the vicissitudes of the world came to his face. "What kind of national teacher, you can't even be a human teacher. It's bullshit. You can call me an old man, and the young man is even better. Don't call him a national teacher..."

Han Feng sighed in his heart and finally knew why Fengshen was so humorous. If there was really a master, there would be an apprentice... No wonder Tang Caier...

However, he knew in his heart that the old man looked like about 30 years old. But it is the legend of the whole Xuanhuang Dynasty. It is said that he has gone through the Five Dynasties. No one knows his age, let alone how deep his cultivation is. Many people have said that he has already soared in the day...

Within, he sighed in his heart, and Han Feng said, "Since the predecessor is so approachable, Han Feng is better to obey than to respect him."

"Ha ha, the senior is the senior." Li Jingtian said, "Although it's almost from my expectations, it's still acceptable..." Fengshen suddenly said, "Master, no wonder, Han Feng and I have recognized our brothers. Naturally, he can't cross..." Li Jingtian laughed and said, "It seems that I'm really old. How can I forget your fault..."

When he spoke, a pair of eyes that saw through the world had never left Han Feng and kept wandering around the latter. He whispered, "Well, the bones are not bad, but they can't be said to be the best..."

Fengshen suddenly smiled and said, "Master, you don't always teach your disciples what to talk about. The most important thing is fate, followed by character. Good fate is the king's way. Good fate, everything can be changed, and you can even change your life against heaven...